Wanting to scream and cry at the same time. The pain, the hurt, is too much to abide by. Wondering, did I do something to offend? Thinking, I must’ve committed the biggest sin. Trying to find something to distract me; trying to deflect the pain like hide and seek. It doesn’t seem to ease. It doesn’t want to be pleased. I try everything, yet the rain keeps pouring. The umbrella losing its wings and soaring. Walking alone in a world full of shadows. Tip toeing, not wanting to be in anymore battles. The rain subsides and I feel drained. My favorite shirt, now stained.
It’s okay, this too shall pass. Knowing I can wear another shirt, knowing nothing lasts. The monster being beat back. The poison it lacks. It lurks in the shadows, waiting for another time to come. This battle, I can proudly say, I have won.